Every room had a riding crop, hanging on the wall. Always ready. Ready for Mistress to administer discipline, punishment, whenever she chose.Thwack! "...ever," Thwack! "ever," Thwack! "EVER!" Thwack! "touch me with your hands, without permission, slave!"vomit felt his fingertips stinging, raging with pain, and fought back tears."On the floor. Back against the toilet. NOW!"He dropped to hands and knees, and scurried across the bathroom to comply. Mistress usually relieved herself after a bath, and. I didn’t want her to think I was a battered woman, but how could I explain to her that I needed these marks as much as my master needed to give them to me? She kept her distance and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “My boyfriend—“ I started. She raised an eyebrow. “Your BOYfriend?” she asked, looking skeptical. “Well, yes, but, well, he’s not. I mean—“ I stammered. “He’s not what, Krys? Not beating you up or not your boyfriend?” I saw a little smile cross her lips. I took a deep breath.. “Why don’t you try this and see if its sweet enough for you?” she said seductively.I didn’t need to be asked twice. I reached up and let my fingers slide up and down her little pussy. She inhaled sharply as my fingers teased her through her panties. I was pleased to see they were already wet.“Someone has been having naughty thoughts, haven’t they?” I asked while I teased her.“Mmmhmm,” she murmured as she bit her lower lip.I ran my hand down the outside of her right thigh to behind her knee. I was told to strip naked and then he had sex with me. It wasn't that I was a virgin but fucking strangers was new. Two other guys had their way with me before I was allowed to sleep. I couldn't sleep that night. My mind went back and forth from anger to excitement. The thing was, I had been tricked and that made me mad." "That is unbelievable," I said, "but how did you get to this country? I was hooked on her story at that point hoping she wouldn't stop. "Well," she continued, "most girls.